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We knew we had to
abandon it. They claimed, they were on a hunting trip. Surrounded on five sides; a mountain was
proposed by the son; an irrational NOVA. But not as perfect as it seemed. Most of the boring citizens congregated
beneath cherry blossoms, awaiting its
death and their own. Fashion was
currency in NOVA and the citizens’ inhabitants
appreciated bird song and surface beauty.
While, and on the finest paper, the powerful of NOVA
documented pieces of war. Ten years later the
upper NOVAs continued to write “right”. That’s when things started to go wrong. And it wasn’t long before all of NOVAs citizens began mourning
the morning. Regretting the future and
the next day, while hoping and preying for another. In echoes and colour surely only the
fragmented could survive this. Having
lost landscapes and seas the only citizen bearing a child looked up and then
spoke up. And with every word spoken the
sea seemed to crack. She held her u…

egoli - a
rambling by wilhelm vincent in the
city of gold lies a
memory we share truthful
and naive; i
rebelled at your ivory towers spat at
your institutions debauched
i walked in your noisy street took the
candy from the man on the corner it led to
my downfall i vowed
not to return until i was ready divine
intervention decided for me i knew it
was time to dance with my demons they
appeared, as expected, one by one it was
the moment i saw You at the ivory tower; i knew I
had the bravery for the dance and that
i will see the other side sitting
at the dinner table with the
lingering mending
cranial damage; You assisted at that
table i learnt not all
who come across as arrogant, are i learnt
that foes can become friends and the
outsider the inspiration it was in
hell’s kitchen where i
made peace with the demons of my past it was in
hell’s kitchen where
zimbo told us everything is okay it was in
hell’s kitchen where
burroughs winked at You and i knowing
that we know what is more than enough

Cy Twombly This site has been requisitioned for the artist as writer. I personally think that it is important that artists be given a chance to spread themselves across the creative platform, that they should feel comfortable being able to express themselves in more than just the visual. It is why I am giving space to visual artists to not be visual. It might surprise you the number of visual artists out there who are really comfortable with prose and poetry, many release a whole new area of understanding through their written work, it is just a shame that so much of it is either never seen, or dismissed in favour of the visual. So this site intends to promote just that the artist as writer.